The Break-In

Smash of a broken lock Whispering, they talk Time, it seems to stop They’re in my house, They’re inside. Searching for some loot A tried and tested crew What damage they may do When they find us, They'll find us. Footfalls of the stairs They think I’m unaware That I would never dare Come out there, Go out there. Doors smash, they see my wife He brandishes a knife My shotgun roars to life He falls down, He’s bleeding. The others turn and fly The ringleader he lies Looks confused as he dies… He made his choice ...So be it.